The Tulip
Tossing turban style contours,
with an aloofness as one passes by,
Utilizing every charm it possesses,
under a lupin blue cloudless sky,
Like a guardsman, gallantly standing,
holding up his noble head high,
In rainbow colours, brilliant and stately,
a vision to surely yield a sigh,
Ponder thus upon the regal tulip,
it has pure beauty, you cannot deny.
by Ernestine Northover
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